He should have said no.
The lost human beings were frightened by him. Although Bai Su himself did not admit that he was intimidating, he just glanced at him casually.
His casual glance scared the human being so much that he poured out all the words in his stomach like dumplings.
To sum up, the human Baisu added a black-hearted guild during the live broadcast. The guild had several limited live broadcasts decided by them, and now there is still one to go.
And - the reason why this guild deceived human Bai Su was that there was a way to meet his parents.
Bai Su thought for a while, weren't human Bai Su's parents deceased?
Recalling the diary filled with paranoid words, he felt that human Bai Su was mentally unstable at that time.
After listening to the man talk about Bai Su, he lost interest. Just as he was about to wave his hand and tell the man to leave quickly, he heard the man speak at an extremely slow speed: "If you break the contract, you will have to pay compensation."
"...?"
"You kid... ah no, Mr. Bai cough cough... it's useless for you to look at me. It's written in the contract... If you don't perform it, you'll have to pay compensation."
The human uses extremely cruel words to tell the monster that his wallet is going to suffer.
Bai Su had some dangerous thoughts about killing humans, but on second thought, he probably should have done with the contract.
Perhaps knowing that he was going around the corner of hell, the sturdy man shrank his shoulders. He felt that the surrounding environment was a little darker, and his mind was running wildly: "The contract is backed up electronically!"
Ah, there's nothing we can do about it.
The human network is both a good thing and a bad thing.
After a period of time, the monster who has fully understood the beauty of the Internet thought.
Bai Su regretfully put away the shadow blocking the man's back, and tapped his arm with his fingers.
"So you're looking for me?"
The burly man felt that the temperature around him had warmed up a bit, and he spoke more smoothly: "About the last live broadcast, just recently...I want to find you..."
"Oh." Bai Su added the half of the sentence that the human had left unfinished, "Want me to live broadcast?"
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "The theme of the live broadcast?"
No matter how you think about it, it's not a mukbang. In human Bai Su's impression, the guild played some very exciting and fancy things.
Various types of supernatural games, ghost exploration, and a small area of outdoor extreme sports.
And this small area is one of the few left after the platform was renovated. Maybe this is one of the reasons why they came to find me this time.
The burly man's lips moved, but he still confided: "...try to sleep."
Hearing the strange words, Bai Su's eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"
The first few words were said too lightly, which led to some misunderstandings. The strong man worked hard and completed the first two words.
"It's an introduction to the haunted house and a sleep test."
"Actually, someone died in that house! Nothing strange happened!"
"Just sleep in that room for one night!"
…
He shouldn't have agreed.
But if you don't agree, you'll have to pay.
Bai Su said that he had to think about it, and then drove the strong man away.
"Take the paint bucket with you, too, and the brushes."
Bai Su took out the key at the door and pointed at the barrel behind him.
The burly man, no longer as fierce as before, responded submissively.
He picked up the paint bucket and mustered up the courage to say something before leaving: "The information about the haunted house was sent to the previous mailbox. Mr. Bai, do you remember the mailbox?"
"..."
"You remember, right??"
Bai Su pondered for a moment, but he didn't remember.
He glanced back, and the strong man was trembling with fear. He ran away on the spot without waiting for an answer.
The answer is, of course, I don’t remember.
After Bai Su returned home, he took down the things that belonged to human Bai Su that he had packed away from the top of the closet.
I flipped through it purposefully and quickly found the contract.
There are obviously special terms in the contract, and there is also an email address for contacting the other party.
Perhaps realizing that Bai Su would not take the initiative to send a reply, the burly man sent the information about the haunted house first.
Bai Su searched online and found that this was indeed a haunted house.
People have died there, and several waves of people have died there.
The history of the small single-family villa cannot be studied. It is estimated that it was pushed back before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After changing hands several times, the new owner would renovate it every time.
So much so that this house can still keep up with the trends of the times and can still be resold.
The premise is to ignore the cottage's notorious track record.
Bai Su clicked on a recent news article, which read about the tragic murder of a family of five. The death was miserable, and the murderer had not been caught yet.
After a brief glance, it was just some official words, and the details about the tragedy were superficial.
But he was too lazy to ask Bai Su to report to the police again, so he just made do with the rumors.
Some say serial murderers, some say evil ghosts, and there are all kinds of weird speculations.
Generally speaking, it doesn't seem to be a surprise for something supernatural to happen in such a room.
Bai Su flipped through it again and closed the website.
He looked at his phone again.
Speaking of which…new URLs and software on your phone.
Websites from special sectors of humanity are a whole new world.
Bai Su only glanced at the police station a few times before putting his phone back into his pocket. Only now did he have time to browse it again.
Very conscientious website builder, anyone who is exposed to the other side of the world for the first time can follow the instructions to understand everything they are facing.
Bai Su ignored those, he didn't care.
Regardless of the classification of supernatural beings or the precautions for supernatural beings, everything falls into two categories: delicious and unpleasant.
Entering the address of the haunted house, there is no result, at least it is not recorded by the special department.
Then go there. The black-haired young man edited the text for the sake of his wallet.
After more than half a month, Bai Su made a live broadcast preview.
I don’t know how many people will watch the live broadcast at that time. Bai Su will judge from the comments... huh?
The number of comments kept rising, but they were all about dogs.
Some people say that white dogs are efficacious, and some people ask for a few more photos of white dogs, so that they can make offerings.
Bai Su turned around and looked at Bai Quan, who was lying sprawled on the ground with no image at all. He didn't want to admit that it was a part of him.
After walking over with his phone in hand, Bai Su complied with the netizen's request.
A few minutes later, a photo of a poodle sleeping in a deep sleep was posted on social platforms, causing superstitious people to go crazy.
Bai Su looked around at Fuzhao Temple, and what he has learned best so far is online publicity.
There is always a feeling that sooner or later the clone will be more popular than myself.
There were still a few questions in the comments asking about the content of the live broadcast. Bai Su moved his fingers and simply replied.
——Not in your own home, nor in a restaurant outside.
——You will know when the time comes.
But then again, people need to eat in a haunted house, right?
(End of chapter)
